Lyrics: Alf Buhl-Mortensen/Ole Holter
Music: Alf Buhl-Mortensen
You pull up with the clean tags
Imma hit you with a forfeiture
You got a bag full of xans
Imma hit you with a forfeiture
Know I’m talking to your bitch
She won’t get stuck in a forfeiture
I got like 60 my racks
Imma still hit you tha forfeiture
Forfeiture, forfeiture, that’s a forfeiture
Forfeiture, forfeiture, that’s a forfeiture
I got like 60 my racks
But I can’t stop with the tax
I needed me some new stacks
Imma hit you with a forfeiture
Forfeiture, for-
I’m like sauce it up, sauce it up
I got the money, I’ll take you to Bahamas so we could toss it up
I wanna meet a nеw me
Shit ain’t never what it seems
I am a wholе different breed
As a lightning i move at the speed
**** it I wanna make this a movie
And she be calling me cool she a cutie
I know that nobody bought her that booty
I just love when she talk to me smoothly
In the club and I need me a break now
Cause I’m too far gone
I dont got time to just sit and wait now
Cause I’m in my zone
I never talk to my boss
If you loose me thats a loss
Put up a line imma cross
Manifested no remorse
I know a girl who gone **** it up
Maison Margiela I bought it all
I am on top never gonna fall
Never thought I would be here at all
You pull up with the clean tags
Imma hit you with a forfeiture
You got a bag full of xans
Imma hit you with a forfeiture
Know I’m talking to your bitch
She won’t get stuck in a forfeiture
I got like 60 my racks
Imma still hit you tha forfeiture
Forfeiture, forfeiture, that’s a forfeiture
Forfeiture, forfeiture, that’s a forfeiture
I got like 60 my racks
But I can’t stop with the tax
I needed me some new stacks
Imma hit you with a forfeiture
Check you neck, check you bag, check your loan
I got old inquiries bout you my phone
When I come collect you better watch your tone
Took your Arc’teryx, and took your old Ramones
Imma do a show with old your stolen clothes
Your shoes are way too small they’re ****ing up my toes
Switch em’ up with Louboutins, got lots of those
I be providing them all of their beats
So they’re spamming my multiple phones
I know a girl who gone **** it up
Maison Margiela I bought it all
I am on top never gonna fall
Never thought I would be here at all
You pull up with the clean tags
Imma hit you with a forfeiture
You got a bag full of xans
Imma hit you with a forfeiture
Know I’m talking to your bitch
She won’t get stuck in a forfeiture
I got like 60 my racks
Imma still hit you tha forfeiture
Forfeiture, forfeiture, that’s a forfeiture
Forfeiture, forfeiture, that’s a forfeiture
I got like 60 my racks
But I can’t stop with the tax
I needed me some new stacks
Imma hit you with a forfeiture